It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him. William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare Come away, come away, death, William Shakespeare cypresses maids fairness Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us fair, give us gold; methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, could find in my heart to stay here still and turn witch. William Shakespeare heart giving night But pearls are fair; and the old saying is: William Shakespeare black eye men Day, night, late, early, William Shakespeare home sleep night The arms are fair, When the intent of bearing them is just. William Shakespeare fairs fairness arms As I hope William Shakespeare strong night thinking Fair Katherine, and most fair, William Shakespeare soldier ears heart 'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible true, that thou art beauteous truth itself, that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal. William Shakespeare beautiful heaven art Speak, my fair, and fairly, I pray thee. William Shakespeare fairness speak praying Such an act William Shakespeare hypocrite grace rose Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, William Shakespeare angel men two Rest you fair, good signior; William Shakespeare lasts mouths men you saw her fair, none else being by, William Shakespeare maids shining eye The big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose, In piteous chase. William Shakespeare innocence tears noses That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion. William Shakespeare lions courage breakfast For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. William Shakespeare excitement lasting joy O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess! William Shakespeare rain joy love-is My life, my joy, my food, my ail the world! William Shakespeare excitement joy world Do you take me for a sponge, my lord? hamlet: Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them, like an ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again. rosencrantz: I understand you not, my lord. hamlet: I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear. William Shakespeare apes kings sleep A table-full of welcome! William Shakespeare welcome tables thank-you
